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obtuse time (my weeks pass recklessly)
it would have been better.
we should have never known
intimate chariot
how my body has always known you.
you were always first.
so in that place you stay
and all the other
biting flowers and branded promises
are just hanging in the conversations
we linger in and lace around our days.
I can't be next
I breathe for you
and would
give
this lung
or fill yours with amniotic fluid
for only a day
making our bed
of ether and acorns
our pyre is an afternoon.
we should have never known
intimate chariot
how my body has always known you.
you were always first.
so in that place you stay
and all the other
biting flowers and branded promises
are just hanging in the conversations
we linger in and lace around our days.
I can't be next
I breathe for you
and would
give
this lung
or fill yours with amniotic fluid
for only a day
making our bed
of ether and acorns
our pyre is an afternoon.
Published 14th Oct 2013
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15th Oct 2013 9:29am
I can't be next
I breathe for you
and would
give
this lung
or fill yours with amniotic fluid
... our pyre is an afternoon
You just absolutely cut me emotionally with this, I can taste the residue. Thank you.
I breathe for you
and would
give
this lung
or fill yours with amniotic fluid
... our pyre is an afternoon
You just absolutely cut me emotionally with this, I can taste the residue. Thank you.
15th Oct 2013 9:58am
1st Nov 2013 9:05pm
I'm with the talking wolf. You made me think of things I've been trying not to for years, thank you for pushing me to it.
1st Nov 2013 10:09pm
